There was a silence on the phone, and he said: "He was dragged away by a group of gangsters, but I didn't see any conflict between them. Therefore, he should be taken away voluntarily."

Qiao Xuehan frowned slightly at the doctor's words, she pondered thoughtfully, and said, "Thank you for telling me the news, I will ask my assistant to pay for the remaining treatment expenses."

Qiao Yanfeng left with the gangster voluntarily, so she didn't want to take care of Qiao Yanfeng's affairs.After all, deep down in her heart, Qiao Yanfeng was no different from a stranger.

After hanging up the phone, Zheng Chengyu raised his eyes and asked, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

Qiao Xuehan said with a smile: "If you heal all the injuries on your body, that will be the best help for me."

Zheng Chengyu pursed his thin lips, and there was a touch of fatal doting in his eyes. His deep eyes were full of Qiao Xuehan's figure, as if he couldn't hold anyone anymore.

"Xuehan, are we really together?"

Zheng Chengyu's voice was quite hoarse, and he stared at Qiao Xuehan intently, his eyes full of anticipation.

Until now, he couldn't believe the warmth in front of him.He was afraid that as soon as his injury healed, Qiao Xuehan would turn around and leave with Qiao Zheng, and everything now would turn into phantom bubbles.

"Really." Qiao Xuehan raised her hand to hold Zheng Chengyu's palm, conveying the warmth of her palm to him, silently expressing her seriousness.

Xiao Qiaozheng, who had just picked up the sketchbook, blinked his nimble pupils, and a faint smile curled up on his lips.

Immediately afterwards, Qiao Zheng quickly drew this harmonious scene with the sketchbook and pencil in his hand.

He looked at his work with satisfaction, put the painting in front of the two of them with a smile, and said, "Dad, Mom, what do you think of this painting?"

"You draw very well!" Zheng Chengyu's eyes lit up, and he was not stingy with his praise.

Qiao Xuehan also looked at this warm scene with a smile on her face. The waves in her heart caused by Qiao Dingyan before gradually calmed down, leaving only a sense of warmth.

"Chengyu, Mom went back and asked Aunt Liu to cook some of your favorite drinks..."

Yu Xiaomei walked in hurriedly, holding a rice insulated bucket in her hand, with a smile on her face.But when she saw clearly the one big and one small guarding here, she suddenly lost her good mood. Not only did her smile stop abruptly, but even her hands moved a lot harder.

Yu Xiaomei snorted coldly, put the rice bucket aside heavily, and walked slowly to Zheng Chengyu's side.

She looked Qiao Xuehan and Qiao Zheng up and down with disdainful eyes, and the contemptuous eyes made Qiao Xuehan feel quite uncomfortable.

"Qiao Xuehan, can't you take care of your reputation by staying with a single man with your child in the middle of the night?"

"Old lady, why did you drive us away? If the two of us leave, won't you stay alone with a single man?" The little bun Qiao Zheng put down the sketchbook in his hand and hummed coldly.

Just after she said those innocent words, Qiao Xuehan's face turned extremely red, and she tried her best to hold back her laughter.

Yu Xiaomei's face turned green and pale, she glanced coldly at Qiao Zheng, and said, "You're really uneducated! You're a bastard without a father, no one taught you..."

Before Qiao Xuehan exploded, Zheng Chengyu interrupted Yu Xiaomei angrily.

He shouted in a deep voice: "Mom! Qiao Zheng is only a child less than five years old. What is the difference between what you do and what you call an uneducated person?"

Zheng Chengyu's words can be said to be extremely serious, but the person Yu Xiaomei is insulting at the moment is his son, and he can't hold his breath at all.

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